That I will someday be the sort of person who doesn't show up to work in black pants that have a fine sheen of cat hair from the knee down. The sort of person who doesn't get so excited she has to interrupt, the sort of person who can be trusted to speak to ... Oddly, I had just been reading here, www.overheardeverywhere.com, and one of the most recent posts is about a poor harried mom in Wal-mart ... scroll down to the entry with the headline beginning "Fisher Price". ...
It was about 3:02 before I reached our meeting spot at Wal-Mart. Luckily, Ande wasn't there yet, so I went across the street to get gas. I drove back in time to see her pull in. She looked cute as usual, I've always thought that. ...
Going to Wal-Mart is like going to a mixer. You might even say something like "So who wants to go home with me today?" when examining different types of paper towel. You would think this would be the penultimate sign of lonliness, ...
